3 Years Too Late

All of a sudden comes swooping by An angel who initially caused me to descend But then tries to amend her offense But since when does an "I'm sorry" really rectify anything, Instead it's insult to injury It ain't a remedy, cause in reality The only thing that makes it all better is our synergy Open up your ears and listen to my imagery. Visually, Imagine us on a boat, and it's rickety The sea is roaring its waves viciously, and specifically the thunder laughs cynically Because what you say now literally has no validity So go away while I still have civility, Come on go, Before my words gain toxicity and hostility.